I straddled
the white-twins,
camped under the shadow
of ancient ice, basked
in the magic.
For days
I heard not
a single voice,
no human
passed my way.
Once
after midnight,
I heard a tonnage
of ice breakaway,
it sounded like thunder,
echoed out of my valley
& onto the altiplano.
After so much silence,
I became so astute
that I heard the sunrise.
Have you ever heard the sunrise?
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 9:32 PM UTC
I straddled
the white-twins,
camped under the shadow
of ancient ice, basked
in the magic.
For days
I heard not
a single voice,
no human
passed my way.
Once
after midnight,
I heard a tonnage
of ice breakaway,
it sounded like thunder,
echoed out of my valley
& onto the altiplano.
After so much silence,
I became so astute
that I heard the sunrise.
Have you ever heard the sunrise?
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